Starting off the week by immersing myself in Chapter Sixteen of the book. Twenty-six days ’til my deadline and I’ve got another ten thousand or so words to go. It ain’t gonna be pretty, but I think I’ve got a shot at pulling this one out. While I focus on today’s chunk of the narrative, listen to the fine selection above, culled from the latest Fresh Produce podcast. Back tomorrow with something on either maritime disasters or the high price of fame.
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